When Ge Tianming heard this, his breathing began to become heavier, and his teeth choked.
He did not expect that the culprit that caused a tragedy was himself.
If I hadn't had I woken up that night and met Taro Miyamoto, it might have been a different situation.
Ge Tianming did not respond, and Taro Miyamoto continued, "Actually, when you appeared in Kasugata, I knew that the man from Takesuke Nakagawa was you. At that time, I wanted to kill you, and it was easy to kill you. In addition to wanting you to grow up and threaten me, I also had an intention... I felt a little guilty about the thing that happened back then. After all, your father Ge Yun treated me well and always treated me as a friend. But I really wanted to get the book of your Ge family. It was useless to stay in your Ge family. There was no one who broke through to the fairyland for dozens of generations. The highest was nothing more than the earth immortal. Such a good thing should be handed over to the right person, for example, I see... Am I the one who should get this book the most? Your ancestors are really a savage god, and they actually left such a supreme secret method."
"Ge Tianming, until now, I can still control your life and death. In my eyes, you are all like ants. Now I can give you a chance to survive, but the Chinese people you brought must die! I am a supreme immortal and an immortal of the Japanese Empire. I will definitely not allow Chinese practitioners to show off their power on the ground in Japan, and it is also in a sacred place as the Yasukuni Divine Toilet!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Grandpas, I'll send you on the way!" Li Zejian was the first to stand out, and the divine sword hanging above his head chased the soul, flew straight towards Taro Miyamoto like a lightning shot.
The magic sword chasing the soul with a crisp sound, and it was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it arrived next to Taro Miyamoto, but stopped less than three centimeters from Taro Miyamoto's eyes.
The divine sword trembled continuously, Li Zejian's face turned red, and with enough strength, the divine sword chasing the soul could not move forward any further.
Regarding the terrifying divine sword chasing the soul, Taro Miyamoto said disdainfully: "Swords are good swords, but people are a little too useless."
Then, no matter how Taro Miyamoto did, he just let out a cold snort from his nose, the Divine Sword chased the soul and flew backward towards Li Zejian with a more terrifying force.
This power is dozens of times more terrifying than the few tricks Li Zejian fought out.
That's so fast that it's really popular.
Li Zejian was stunned there and had no chance to dodge.
Seeing that the general was about to pierce Li Zejian, the purple gold bowl came into the air and blocked Li Zejian, making an extremely harsh sound. The purple gold bowl was beaten by the god general's soul chasing, and directly hit the isolation magic array arranged by Li Banxian.
The entire space shook violently, and it felt like the magic array was about to be destroyed.
Damn, what kind of terrifying force is this?
Monk Hua flashed and blocked Li Zejian's front with a solemn look on his face.
Cold sweat suddenly appeared on Li Zejian's body. At that moment, he really felt like he was going to die.
Monk Hua stretched out his hand and greeted the purple gold bowl again, then sat cross-legged on the ground.
"Amitabha, although he is already a superior immortal, he is also a demon immortal. I advise you to put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" Monk Hua sang the Buddha's name, with a solemn expression on his face.
"You big monk are a bit interesting. You are reincarnated, right?" Taro Miyamoto looked at the old flower and said.
Monk Hua did not say anything, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to recite the scriptures from his mouth: "When Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty, and he survived all sufferings. Sariputra, the form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..."
As the sound of monk Hua chanting scriptures sounded, a golden halo began to flash around him.
The sound was very small at the beginning, and as the sound of monk Hua kept reciting, the sound became louder and louder. At first, he recited the scriptures alone, and then it seemed like more than a dozen people recited them, and then more than a hundred... thousands of magnificent and solemn sounds of chanting Buddhist scriptures floating over the entire Jingguo divine toilet.
Everyone was cheered up, feeling that their minds were detached, and they were not afraid of life and death.
However, the scriptures of Monk Hua play a certain role in the Chinese group of practitioners. They not only make their minds stronger, but also improve their cultivation.
But it is another feeling to those who acted on Miyamoto Taro and Ishikimizu Hachimangu.
The sound of monk Hua chanting scriptures made them irritable, confused, and some of them had low cultivation. They felt at a loss and were cold.
Even Taro Miyamoto felt a little irritated when he heard the sound of Monk Hua chanting the scriptures.
Obviously he was very disgusted with chanting scriptures.
The method used by Monk Hua was the Wanfo Chaozong, which was extremely powerful. He hadn't seen him use such profound methods for a long time.
This method greatly boosted the morale of the practitioners in China. The elders of the Punishment Hall narrowed their eyes and directed the old people in the Punishment Hall: "Go with me!"
The elder of the Conviction Hall basically didn't do anything, but now he pulled out the magic sword and headed straight for Taro Miyamoto.
More than a dozen ascetic monks could not hold back, and with the elder of the execution hall, they rushed over again.
Taro Miyamoto stood there motionless, his tattered clothes waving in the wind, and his face was filled with a mysterious smile.
Zhong Jinliang was asking for the spiritual consciousness of his ancestor Zhong Kui, and Bai Zhan was urging the Fire Essence Red Dragon Sword.
Yue Qiang and his wife were dispatched at the same time, and the couple joined forces to be the most powerful.
On the other side, Zhang Yihan had already jumped to the roof and planned to activate the Demon-Subduing Sword Formation.
While urging the ancient demon's demonic energy, Ge Yu was still using the Xuanmen God's striking technique.
It doesn't work to activate the demonic energy anymore. At this moment, I can only rely on being able to invite the most powerful figure from the Xuanmen Sect to come, and perhaps being able to fight with the immortal for a while.
Everyone is spared no effort to try to release their big moves.
The dozen or so monks approached quickly, and two of them were about to approach Taro Miyamoto within ten meters. When the magic sword in their hands was about to be swung out, Taro Miyamoto took action again, raised his hand gently and waved a palm wind. The palm wind was like a knife, destroying withering and rotting. Bai Zhan saw this scene and was so scared that he trembled all over.
Chapter completed!